I turned and stalked out of the room, giving the skank a filthy glare on my way. Fucking club whores; they were all the same and I couldn’t believe that J would let one drape herself all over him on the day we got back together.
Having no idea where I was going I just kept walking, and eventually found myself in J’s room upstairs. I was mentally and physically exhausted from the day, but I needed a shower so I undressed and submersed myself under the steaming, hot water, letting it wash away the heaviness I was feeling.
Having not been in a relationship for the last two years I had enjoyed the peace of not having to work your way through shit like this. My relationship with J had always been a little volatile; it was the only aspect of it that I wished was different. Something had to give, to change, if we were going to make it work this time. I just didn’t know if either of us was capable of that.
As I was contemplating all this, J’s ragged breathing engulfed the room and I turned to see him standing outside the shower. His wild eyes were on me, raking over my body with an intense passion that shot heat straight to my core and sent whatever thoughts I was having straight out of my mind. All I could think about now was having J; having his cock in me again. He lifted his shirt over his head and discarded it, and then did the same to his shoes and jeans. I watched every movement intently, my hand snaking down to my clit to massage it while his body was revealed to me. Once he was naked, he opened the shower door and stepped in next to me, his body filling the small space; us, skin to skin. I continued touching myself and reached my other hand down to take hold of his cock and started stroking it. J was hard and ready, and he emitted a groan with my movement. Slipping his hands around me he ran them over my ass and pulled me closer to him, dipping his head to catch my mouth in a hard, forceful kiss. I kept massaging myself, circling and dipping my finger in my wet folds with one hand, while my other one ran up and down his cock. Our kiss became desperate, our breathing more erratic until J broke away to move his lips down my body, sucking, kissing, licking me on my neck and breasts. His hands were on my ass, my stomach, my tits and finally they were where I wanted them, where I needed them; he took over my pussy and began finger fucking me.
Fuck! It was almost more than I could take. The sensations shooting through my body were electric; J was fucking electric, and although I was overwhelmed by him, I also couldn’t get enough. I started to climb up his body; the need to have him inside me was taking over. Desperation for his cock, in me, was taking over. He withdrew his fingers from my pussy and moved his hands to my ass, helping lift me up and then moved me so that we were leaning up against the shower wall. I wrapped my legs and arms around him, my hands gripping the back of his neck. Needing his mouth on mine I took it, plunging my tongue in. I moaned with pleasure. He felt so fucking good; I would never get enough of this.
“Baby, I’m gonna fuck you now but I don’t have a condom,” he grunted in between kisses.
“I’m clean,” I managed to get out, not wanting him to stop; not ever stop.
“Good, me too,” he uttered before thrusting in me hard and fast, to the hilt.
“Fuck!” I cried out, “Don’t fucking stop, J. Fuck me hard,” I demanded.
J didn’t need further coaxing, he rammed into me repeatedly, our faces mashed side by side, our breathing hard and heavy while we each took what we needed. The rhythmic slapping of our bodies and our grunts were the only noises in the room and it fucking turned me on even more. J began to move even faster with his thrusts and I felt it build; the divine pleasure intensifying until my pussy tightened and clenched and the release hit me, exploding throughout me, and I screamed with satisfaction.
“Fuck, baby,” J grunted, and then he thrust hard one last time, and straightened, and stilled while his release pumped into me. His head fell forward and he stayed like that for a moment, spent.
We eventually pulled apart and he let me down to stand next to him.
J smoothed my hair so it hooked behind my ear and then he kissed me; a slow and lazy kiss and I could feel the smile forming on his lips. “So fucking good, baby,” he murmured as he ended the kiss.
I laid my palm across his cheek, “I’m sorry that I overreacted,” I apologised.
His face lit up in a wicked grin, “Yeah, me too, but only a little bit because it meant I got to fuck you like that.”
“You can fuck me like that anytime you want. In fact, if you don’t, I might just unleash my inner bitch on you so that you do,” I promised.
He grinned at me for a moment longer and then said, “Okay, time to get you clean and then to sleep.”
Fifteen minutes later we were in bed, me on my side and J behind me with his arms and legs wrapped around and over me. He murmured in my ear, “Goodnight, beautiful. I love you.”
Yep, this and J were home. “I love you too, honey,” I replied and drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 15